Yeah…today went from a great day to a horrible one. What. the. heck.
School was chill, and after school I grabbed pizza and soda with a friend of mine and we went to her house and hung out or whatevvvz.
I rode my bike back home and ended up riding to Starbucks.
On my way home from Starbucks, I, being the dumb person I am, took out my phone and took a pic of the sun or something dumb like that, and I SWEAR I PUT MY PHONE BACK IN MY PURSE.
Ok, so I finally arrive home and as I look for my keys, I notice my phone isn’t in my freaking purse.
YES. Just what I needed.
$130 down the drain. YES KIANA GOOD FREAKING JOB.
So I freaked out and back tracked my every step or whatever, and no luck.
Then I went back home.
THEN I WENT BACK AGAIN.
It started getting dark, and my phone was no where near to be found.
So yep, I’m pretty sure someone found it and took it.
I just don’t understand how it fell out though…I am pretty sure it my purse was closed and it wasn’t like I was biking crazy…and I WOULD OF HEARD MY PHONE FALL. I KNOW I WOULD HAVE.
I just don’t understand.
I am so irresponsible, man. I just got that phone too. Like seriously, maybe a month ago.
I’m just…I don’t know.
I’m just so upset with myself it’s not okay.